Chapter 48 The Forty-Eighth Day of Not Running Away The Forty-Eighth Day of Not Running Away...

Chapter 48 The Forty-Eighth Day of Not Running Away The Forty-Eighth Day of Not Running Away...

The Shanghai Stock Exchange was packed with people again this morning.

Lin Mo and the others pushed their way forward, and when Wen Chan and the others squeezed in, they could barely stand.

Everyone was crowding around the red vests; some wanted to sell stocks, and some wanted to buy stocks.

This kept those volunteers in red vests extremely busy.

Zhao Dan and his wife had gotten to know a few people in the past few days, so they stopped an older woman and asked, "Aunt Sun, what's going on today? Why is it so lively?"

Yesterday, the Shanghai Stock Exchange was lifeless, but today the atmosphere is completely different. It's noisy with a touch of festivity, which makes people uneasy.

"Hey, you've finally arrived! Big news! Vacuum Electric surged this morning at the opening!" Aunt Sun exclaimed, her face beaming with excitement, spittle practically flying from her lips. "It surged to 330 at the opening this morning!"

"What?" Boss Ye was startled. "Really? Aunt Sun, you're not lying to us, are you?"

Aunt Sun said, "How could it be false? You should go and check it out quickly, it might have gone up again."

She walked forward, hurrying along.

Everyone looked at each other, and Wen Chan said, "Follow me." Everyone followed behind Grandma Sun and squeezed to the side next to the red-vested woman.

On the computer screen, people kept posting orders for collecting enough electric vacuum tubes.

The prices are getting higher and higher.

The investors who were just excited about selling their stocks saw the new price and slapped their thighs in regret, exclaiming, "Hey, how did it go up again?"

"Isn't it good that prices are rising? Oh, I bought in at the end of last year, over 500 units, and I still haven't gotten out," said a fellow investor next to me.

"It's gone up again!" someone suddenly shouted, the voice echoing throughout the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

"How much?" someone asked.

“350!” It was someone else who spoke.

The moment this price was announced, the entire Shanghai Stock Exchange erupted in uproar.

"Wow, that's so fast! It's increased so much all of a sudden." Zhao Dan clutched her chest, somewhat excited.

Although the stock price had previously risen to over 500, it had recently fallen back down. Now that it has suddenly risen again, I am truly overjoyed.

The price of vacuum tubes continued to rise throughout the morning.

Even at lunchtime, no one wanted to leave. If it weren't for the fact that those in red vests also needed to eat, no one would have wanted to eat at all.

At the same restaurant, Zhao Dan pulled Boss Ye to sit down. The couple were beaming with joy, their lips aching from smiling so much. They even helped Wen Chan wipe the seats in front of them.

Wen Chan politely thanked her.

Zhao Dan smiled and said, "Little sister, don't thank me like that. You're too kind. Your predictions are really accurate, even better than those fortune tellers."

"Oh, Sister Zhao, you've consulted a fortune teller?" Liu Yan asked, wiping her chopsticks with curiosity.

Zhao Dan said, "It wasn't a special trip to find one. There are some feng shui masters in Hong Kong, and people in Shenzhen believe in them a lot. When we returned to Shenzhen at the beginning of this year, a friend organized a feng shui gathering, and that master insisted on doing a feng shui reading for us. He said that my husband and I would have great luck starting this year, from the beginning to the end of the year, and for the next ten years or so, money would flow into our home like water."

"Well, congratulations to Sister Zhao and Brother Ye! Don't forget about us when you two make your fortunes," Jiang Zihan chimed in.

She wasn't in a bad mood either. Although she hadn't bought much, she had still earned a hundred or two hundred yuan so far. It was like she had picked up the money for free, so of course she was happy.

“Of course not,” Zhao Dan said happily.

In the afternoon, when everyone went back, the price of Vacuum Electric continued to rise. People kept selling, and then people kept regretting it. The stock price was constantly changing.

Those who sold their stocks this morning are kicking themselves.

By the time the market closed, the stock price of Vacuum Electronics had reached 400 yuan.

In just one day, the moods of those who bought and sold stocks had completely reversed.

The next day, Wen Chan lost interest in going to the crowded Shanghai Stock Exchange and instead asked Liu Yan and Fatty to go shopping at a department store in Shanghai.

Liu Yan, who works in the clothing industry, has a good eye for quality, but she was still taken aback by the prices of clothing in Shanghai department stores.

As they walked out of a store, Liu Yan patted her chest and said to Wen Chan, "Sister Wen, the clothes here are too expensive. A single coat costs five or six hundred yuan. Who can afford that?"

Wen Chan smiled and said, "The store we just went into is a foreign brand, so it's naturally more expensive. But did you notice how unique their cuts and styles are?"

Liu Yan thought for a moment and had to admit, "Indeed, that gray trench coat made me look slimmer and taller, and it looked very stylish. If it weren't so expensive, I would have really wanted to buy it."

The fat man said, "Sister Liu, you're not short of money, so just buy it."

Liu Yan rolled her eyes at the fat man, "Fatty, you don't know the cost of living when you're not in charge of the household. How much money do I have? Don't be fooled by the little I've earned. If I really want to start my own business, what will this little bit of money be enough for? I'll have to be careful with every penny I spend."

Wen Chan said, "Then why don't we look for something cheaper? There's a clothing wholesale market nearby, let's go check it out."

Liu Yan was about to nod when she remembered that Wen Chan was unwell, and said, "I can go by myself. You and Fatty should go back and rest first."

"No need, we've only walked a short while, we need to rest." Wen Chan shook her head, took off the scarf around her neck, and put it in her bag. "Let's go, it's the first month of the lunar year here, it's probably bustling with activity. Let's go see what the difference is between the wholesale markets in Shanghai and the Silk Market in Beijing."

The differences are quite significant.

The clothing market in Shanghai is more diverse, and the competition is fiercer.

The stalls on Xiushui Street are at least seven or eight steps wide, and there's always some space between them.

But things were different in Shanghai. It was truly a case of making a grand spectacle in a tiny space. They walked down a street and found that there were at least eighty or ninety shops, some of which were no more than two steps wide. The small rooms inside were filled with belts, hats, socks, and the like.

Business was booming. Many people carried nylon bags into the store to buy goods and then pulled them away, making the road very crowded. From time to time, you could see many people pushing carts and leaving with their goods.

Liu Yan walked down the street, her face growing more and more excited as she looked around.

They randomly picked a stall and bought coffee.

It's amazing that there's a tiny coffee shop here, barely the size of a palm, yet it's always packed with customers.

The fat man was surprised as he drank his coffee. "The standard of living in Shanghai is so high! This cup of coffee costs 4 yuan."

You should know that four yuan is enough to buy a pound of pork.

What's even more surprising is that this coffee shop is incredibly popular.

A young woman standing nearby overheard the fat man's words, glanced at them, and asked, "Are you from out of town?"

Liu Yan smiled and said, "Yes, little sister, are you from Shanghai?"

The young woman smiled and said, "Does my accent sound like someone from Shanghai? I'm from northern Jiangsu, and I came here to work."

Are you a temporary worker?

A hint of surprise appeared in Liu Yan's eyes.

This little girl is dressed very fashionably, with a belted trench coat, straight-leg jeans, and ankle boots. Anyone who takes a look at her would think that she must come from a well-off family.

Who would have thought that she was also a part-time worker?

"What, doesn't it look like it?" The younger sister pointed to the street next to her: "I work over there, I'm in charge of sewing. Don't underestimate us just because we're employees, we earn more than people in companies."

The little girl looked visibly pleased with herself.

Wen Chan nudged the fat man, "Go buy a cup of coffee for the little girl."

The fat man then realized what was happening and quickly agreed, "Sure, little sister, what would you like to drink? With sugar?"

"Give me a latte, two sugars," the little girl said without any politeness.

After the fat man bought the coffee, the young girl took a sip and looked Wen Chan and her group up and down. "Are you here to buy clothes wholesale, or to check out the market?"

"How do you say 'wholesale clothes' and 'checking out market prices'?" Liu Yan asked familiarly.

The young woman said, "If you're buying clothes wholesale, I can help you make connections. According to the rules here, you'll give me a 2% commission for every order I make."

Two dots?!

Wen Chan and Liu Yan exchanged a glance.

Two points is quite a lot. In a business worth 100,000, two points would be 2,000 yuan.

Of course, such large business deals are not common, but little by little, they add up to a considerable sum.

The young woman noticed their stares, took a sip of her coffee, and stood up. "You think it's too much? I didn't ask for more. You're from out of town; without someone like me to connect you, how would you find the cheapest and newest items? Besides, I can help you negotiate the price, ensuring your commission is absolutely fair."

Wen Chan found this girl interesting and gave Liu Yan a look, meaning to test the girl's abilities.

Liu Yan thought for a moment and said, "I plan to buy a batch of socks. They need to be thick, have good styles, and be made of pure cotton. I'll buy 200 pairs."

"What's your price range?" the young girl asked.

Liu Yan said, "One yuan and fifty cents a pair."

Upon hearing the price, the young girl knew that Liu Yan was an expert.

This price is almost exactly the factory price of cotton socks.

The little girl nodded, finished her coffee, waved to them, and said, "Okay, come with me."

Liu Yan followed.

The fat man was completely baffled and whispered to Wen Chan, "That's strange, sister-in-law. Wasn't Liu Yan supposed to be out with us to relax? Why did she buy socks? Besides, what's the point of buying two hundred pairs of socks?"

Wen Chan patted the fat man on the shoulder, "You'll find out soon enough."

That girl's price was definitely worth it.

There was practically no room for negotiation when it came to wholesaling 200 pairs of socks, but the young girl managed to haggle the price down to 1.7 yuan.

Liu Yan didn't waste any words and simply took out the intermediary fee and gave it to the young girl.

"Here's seven dollars, keep the change."

The girl opened her fanny pack, stuffed the money in, and then took out two cents to return to Liu Yan. "That won't do. Just say what you want. You won't cheat me, and I won't take advantage of you."

At this moment, Liu Yan looked at the young girl with a hint of admiration in her eyes, "Don't you have to go to work today?"

The young woman patted her fanny pack and said, "What kind of job am I supposed to have? The boss thought my salary was too high, so he fired me."

"Your boss has such poor taste," the fat man joked. "With your skills, how much salary would your boss even care about?"

"Ten thousand a month," the young woman said calmly.

"Cough, cough, cough." The fat man nearly choked to death. His pale face turned bright red. He patted his chest to catch his breath and glared at the little girl. "How much? You're not bragging, are you?"

The young girl sneered, "Ten thousand yuan is too much. Let me tell you, I earn at least a million yuan a year for my boss. Do you think I'm asking him for ten thousand yuan?"

The fat man pointed incredulously at the tiny shops, no bigger than a palm, and asked, "You can make a million a year in such a small space?"

The young girl said, "So what if the place is small? Why don't you look at how many people come and go every day? Besides, this place mainly does wholesale. People from all over the country come here to buy clothes wholesale. It's common for people to buy thousands or even tens of thousands of pieces of clothing at a time. If you catch a hot item, it's not impossible to earn millions in a year."